Who’s Been Sleeping In My Bed?

Recently, I was telling a friend how much I enjoy home exchanges. I was hoping to convince her. I was shocked by her comeback. She said, “I don’t think I could sleep in someone else’s bed or have someone sleep in my bed.”

Really? Immediately, I realized that I could talk for hours trying to convince my friend about the advantages of home exchanges, to no avail.

The strange thing is, she travels a lot and she always stays in hotels. And she sleeps in the beds at hotels. And who does she think slept on that bed the other 364 days of the year? Total strangers, that’s who!

What does she know about those other people? Nothing!

I also wanted to say, “The next time you stay in a hospital bed, I hope you get a list of all the other people who slept in that bed—along with a summary of their medical condition and how many people died sleeping in that bed.”

I wanted to say this to my friend. But I didn’t want to be rude.

I just had to tell myself, “Home exchanges aren’t for everyone. They are only for those with a special blend of adventure and common sense.”